Ling Tian had feigned weakness in the arena, and the Thunderclap Pavilion cultivators had indeed fallen for it. Eagerly, they sent a Great Perfection Integrated Body cultivator up to challenge him. In their eyes, Ling Tian was already at the end of his tether; they only needed to push a little harder to defeat him.
For a member of the younger generation to reach Great Perfection Integrated Body was already a sign of exceptional talent. At an ordinary Cultivator Assembly, such a person might well be a favorite to win. Although there were many more Great Perfection Integrated Body cultivators in this great era of Ling Tian's, they still commanded a formidable presence.
Seeing the newcomer's cultivation and bearing, Ling Tian knew he held a fairly high position in the Thunderclap Pavilion. He also felt like giving him some "special attention." Ling Tian was about to continue the fight, but when he saw the man's movements, he stopped and his gaze turned colder. The man had taken out a Jade Flute and was clearly about to play the Samsara Soul Song.
The Samsara Soul Song was Lingxiao Pavilion's signature ultimate technique, yet now a Thunderclap Pavilion cultivator was using it. No wonder a cold light flashed in Ling Tian's eyes.
"Tsk, tsk. The youngsters of Thunderclap Pavilion aren't short on clever ones. Someone finally remembered to use a soul song to counter him." Zi Ling stroked his beard, clicking his tongue. "Soul Attacks are the hardest to defend against. Even if you can withstand one, it'll consume a great deal of Mental Power. Using a soul song against Ling Tian—this fellow has sinister intentions."
"I'd say Ling Tian's the most devious one here." Granny Huanyin gave a strange laugh. Though she said that, her eyes were full of approval as